Short Malvern report

 . . .tired out, didn't spend too much.  I bought a couple of unusual things.  Photos of those tomorrow.

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This chap used to have his stand inside the barns, but in the past year or so has been outside.  I think you have to guarantee standing for 10 months out of 12 to keep your indoor pitch, and he couldn't manage that. As always, some interesting sign painting of his, and I just ADORE those painted windows.  It did occur to me that I could do the same here, perhaps on the old windows of the permanently locked Georgian door which was the old entrance into the house.  Excepting, of course, you have to paint on the back of the glass.  It's an outside door . . . but hey ho, I may get the acrylic paints out and have a play around on some glass.  My dad used to buy up - very cheaply from auction - old and undesirable religious prints and then paint his copies of Impressionist paintings on them . . .

I liked those iron and brass cannisters on the Egg Packing station but the chap was busy with a customer when I was there and I knew they'd be beyond what I would want to spend.

The corner stand which goes buying in France, as so many folk seem to do these days.

A bevy of cats and old curly photos.

The large gingham print quilt had a big hole in it.

The pale pink quilt was hand quilted.

The stand which specialized in toys also had a couple of samplers on it this time. (Just looked this up on line and it sold for £160 at auction here in Wales).

This one was in very poor condition, very faded and the black thread used had run - perhaps it had been stored somewhere damp.  Just looked closer, and can see it is dated 1608!!! Or perhaps the it is 1808 and the top of the 8 has faded?  It does look like the design is from 1608 though.  Wow.  

The typical sort of random stuff stall . . . 

I have to say, I was away early as it wasn't very big this time (outside) and there were quite a few stalls I was able to trot past with just a cursory glance.  By the end of the sheds, my crapometer had had enough and I was glad to get away.

I had intended to visit Great Malvern Priory, but I was tired by then, hadn't put the route on my phone as I'd been listening to the Forest all the way there (sounds a feeble reason, but I know what I mean) and only when I got home did I realize the turning was opposite the one for Colwall, so I will know next time. Then I got lost in the Malvern hinterland and was glad to find the turning for the Ledbury road again.

I am sat here in the dimpsey now, intending to go through to the living room and cover myself in a thick blanket and watch some more Youtube history and archaeology. Oh, or Antiques Roadshow.

 Here is a vintage mouse I couldn't resist.  She's the summer version of my Christmas meeces!